I take Fletcher to the vet tomorrow to get him neutered. I have to leave him overnight, which I'm not happy about, but I can't wait to get it done. Maybe he'll calm down and stop humping all my other dogs six times a day each. I know they'll be glad when that stops. How annoying! Poor Sammi is his favorite, I guess because she's the same size as he is. She's constantly running for her life with Fletch humping after her. It's like a real-life Pepe La Pew cartoon around here.
Well, so far November has blown in bringing me a much better disposition. I feel good! I'm happy! Could I be any more manic?? Ha-ha, wah, ha-ha, boo-hoo.
Yes, folks, I'm fat AND happy, which hardly ever happens together. Today I'm just not going to think about those 35 freakin' pounds I've gained this year. Yes, you heard right. So what? I have a great life and I'm happy, and I'll get those pounds off one of these days just like always. And if I don't, well, it's not the end of the world. I'm having a great time baking my ass off too!
Speaking of baking, I got the coolest cookbook from my sister for my birthday. I look forward to trying lots of those recipes. I'll get a picture of it later. This place could use a little spiffing up with pictures. I haven't posted any for quite a while now. Get ready for lots of food pictures.
I gotta work. Bye.